𝗥𝗞𝟴𝟬𝟬 #313 248 317 "𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗡𝗢𝗥" (
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mutethis2018-08-22 11:05 pm
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it's big boat throwback bitches
This isn't Jericho.
That, it didn't take long to surmise. Even if it may be the most logical leap, from even the smallest glimpse it had received of the ship through the PL600's video files, what reason did it have to reactivate there of all places? The primary occupants of this ship are not android, but human, those of ordinary and extraordinary stature, and just about as equally disconcerted by finding themselves there. Some of them seem more comfortable, as if they had been dumped aboard long before the rest of them, though they had just as many answers. A kidnapping in many parts, with no discernible pattern. Curious and keenly distressing in a way it had never quite encountered, finding no connection to the internet available, let alone connection to the police intranet. It's suddenly and jarringly quite on its own. But even without its resources, it is perfectly competent.
Another, more obvious indicator of the ship's identity would be that unlike Jericho, it's in motion, the engines humming low and reverberating faintly through the floor panels. Moving above deck confirms as much, though the pitch black of the open ocean makes for difficult viewing, especially of any possible land masses on the horizon. Among the other setbacks, the air itself seems at least mildly caustic after an analysis, and more notably after even the android's synthetic skin begins to recoil in patches. Inside, though, the effect seems to be largely mitigated, enough for the skin itself to recover. For now, investigation would be relegated to lower decks.
There had been a key in its pocket upon reactivation. With little to be gleaned from the location itself, let alone its inhabitants, it's the next point of interest on the docket. Following suggestion, it's brought to the crew quarters, and to the number matching its keychain. Briefly, it knocks, in case they are indeed quarters, and perhaps shared. With everyone reasonably on edge after the night's events, it precedes its unlocking of the door with an announced, "I'm coming in," before swinging it wide to reveal a cramped cabin, and inside...